Drowsily coming awake, Ranma tried to search out what had awakened him.
Feeling soft hands rubbing his stomach and chest with warm breath wafting across his neck, he suddenly had a better idea of what was going on.
Opening his eyes however gave him such confusing information that he was momentarily at a loss for what to do.
Mahora Academy had been filled with a lot of naughty girls that would do something like this, but there were a few girls he wouldn't expect this from.
Nodoka was one of them, she was just too shy.
Kaede was another, although she was a bit hard to read, she was pretty well behaved.
Chief among those girls he could relax around was Asuna, the resident tomboy and pervert deterrent. Indeed, the feisty girl had rescued him from the over affectionate attentions of Ayaka and Evangeline several times before.
Which was why it was rather surprising to see the tomboy straddling his lap, her yukata undone while she gazed down at him with a sultry expression he'd never associate with that tomboy.
That thought was what broke his shock and brought him back into action as he leveled a flat stare at the indecent girl. "Cut it out already."
Slinking down to lick his neck and then her lips, she pulled herself up to stare into his eyes, whispering a sultry purr into his ear. "Oh, Master, please let this one satisfy your every desire."
Doing his best to ignore the heat radiating through her gaze, Ranma instead steeled himself and kept his voice even. "I know it's you already Eva-chan, so cut it out."
Quelling slightly and merely resting her head on his shoulder, the red-headed tomboy started sounding unnaturally petulant. "...but Master, you've been back from China all this time and you haven't summoned me yet."
Sighing deeply, Ranma decided to bite the bullet and try to be fair. "Alright, just behave yourself and I'll summon you in the morning."
Waiting a moment, Asuna eventually sighed herself, rubbing one finger idly across his chest. "Alright, but don't forget. I don't just call anyone Master you know."
Sighing once again, Ranma was all too aware of that fact. "Yeah, I know, but ya gotta let me get some sleep Eva-chan."
Smiling faintly, the possessed Asuna cuddled down to his shoulder to apparently go back to sleep. Unfortunately, Evangeline had one last parting gift for her 'master'.
To Ranma's dismay, Asuna settled a hand on his stomach, holding a small soft ball of cloth in it. The grin she was sporting and the amusement in her voice only added to the effect. "Oh, you might want these 'Master'."
Glad that at least Evangeline was putting Asuna back to sleep instead of letting him deal with her regaining consciousness in a compromising situation, Ranma reluctantly reached down for the 'gift'.
In doing so, as he picked up the small bundle of fabric with much reluctance, he only confirmed what he had dreaded.
Asuna was no longer wearing her panties.
Blinking awake, Asuna was more than a little surprised to find herself face to face with an also awake Ranma.
A guilty looking Ranma.
A guilty looking Ranma would had his thumbs under the waistband of her panties and his hands on her rear.
After letting Ranma sweat it out for one long awkward moment, Asuna finally relented. "So, are you taking them off or not?"
Staring at her for a moment longer, Ranma tried to process what she meant. "Uhm, not?"
Apparently shrugging it off, Ranma was surprised when she put her arms back around his neck and went to sleep while snuggling into his shoulder.
Then much to his chagrin, with the way she'd shifted her position and intertwined their legs, the only place he now had to rest his hands was on her rear.
As such, he was still awake when Nodoka snuggled into his other shoulder to escape the cold.
Eventually however, the peace and quiet finally allowed him to get back to his precious sleep.
Floating up through the dojo into the house, Evangeline's projection started looking for something fun to do that would be near enough to Ranma.
Of course, she couldn't grumble too much, because without Ranma and that precious contract of his, she'd still be stuck at Mahoro as a powerless little brat.
Unfortunately, unless he actually summoned her, it was all she could do to project her presence into his general vicinity. The only reason she'd been able to possess Asuna was blind luck. Still though, she could do the ol' succubus thing and plunder a few dreams...
...and if she was right, that felt like a tomboy just over there.
Dreaming of squashing the perverted boys at school under her pretty heel and having everyone worship her as the school idol, Akane twisted in bed as her dreams took on a suddenly dark tone.
All of the sudden, the sky grew dark and the formerly adulating crowd drew back from her, ceasing their cheers and growing fearful. Then even the hentai horde parted before some dark figure, obviously some sort of alpha male pervert.
As their battle joined, the dark figure proved to be truly nightmarish as all of her attacks and techniques were casually struck aside.
Time and again, his hands clawed at her, tearing away at all that she held dear.
Panting with exertion, she collapsed to her knees as the final remnants of her costume were torn from her, leaving her wearing only the slave collar she wore to tease the hentai horde. What had been a symbol of something they would never had suddenly became a symbol for what he was making her.
"Oh Ranma-sama, take me! Use me, break me, just don't forsake me!"
Grumbling the discontent of the rudely awakened, Nabiki briefly pounded on the wall between her room and Akane's.
Turning over, Nabiki tried to get back to sleep, hoping that Akane wouldn't be having any further wet dreams.
Sure, Ranma was hot and all, but she didn't have to keep everyone else awake.
Bolting to sit upright in her bed, Akane stared blankly forwards as she tried to get her breath under control.
After a few moments of blind panic, she looked blankly around her room, realizing it must have been some kind of nightmare. As hot and sweaty as she was, it must have been pretty intense, whatever it was about.
Sighing, she resolved to get back to sleep as she had enough stuff to deal with at school already. It was probably that pervert Ranma's fault, him bringing those sex-slaves here must have had her more on edge than she thought.
Smirking to herself, the little blond vampire floated contentedly outside the bothered tomboy's room.
With a grin, she finally got her mp3 player to load up a foreign song, Garbage's #1 Crush, which had such delightful lyrics.
While not all of the lyrics were completely appropriate for what she was about to do, it would certainly help her stay in the right mood and focus.
With a little more fiddling, she got the device to set the song on an infinite loop.
Ah, she did love toying with tomboys like her so much. It was just one of the little pleasures in life she enjoyed so much.
I would die for you...
Staring blearily up at the ceiling, Ranma managed to convince himself that he hadn't heard that cry of passion.
No way, no how, he did not hear that little tomboy shouting his name.
Drifting off the sleep finally, he wondered if all school girls were just as naughty as the Mahoro girls, or if Akane was just 'special'.
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